‘Oh Trista you’re home already?’ ‘What are you talking about? It’s almost six thirty.’ ‘Really its that late already?’ ‘How long hav... you guys been playing?’ ‘Well Rashaad and Darren got her around one thirty I think.’ ‘Okay well enjoy your game I’m just gonna go in the room.’ Trista walked into the bedroom and threw off her shirt. She grabbed another shirt and put on a pair of light blue jeans. She put on a black see through bra then put on a plain white tee shirt before walking back out the. I stepped into her place and turned to face her as she locked the door. My heart was beating like a fucking timpani drum and my dick felt like it was hard enough to pop through my pants. She turned around, leaned against the door and looked at me and said, “Are you ready for your present?”I took a step toward her and moved to take her in my arms as I said, “Hell yeah!” but she put her hand on my chest and held me back. “Good, I think you will enjoy it, from what I have heard.” To say that I. The full, dusky pink lips that could fill hearts with a smile and then break them all with a pout... My reverie was broken by a rapturous break of thunder so deep the old Victorian walls shook a little. You caught me looking and broke into a toothy grin. “I bloody love a thunderstorm!” I said, before an awkward silence set in. “How awesome is that rain?!”“It’s amazing,” you replied, still smiling, “can you imagine how soaked we’d be if we were out in it?!” A semi-nervous giggle escaped from. I left my robe off sat back into my chair while you could hear the movie in the background,I told him one of my other fetishes is guys wearing Thongs and have a few that really look Hot and showed him some from xhamster site. It didn't seem to excite him like it does for me,probably because he see's this at these pool parties he's been to. I told him I need ed to put some clothes on but instead I changed into this other skimpy nylon panty that was semi-sheer and came back out to the living room.